[Emo barely resisted flailing against Jim's hand, already frustrated at himself for overreacting and still looking around like he could see a goddamned thing.] Fuck. See, I - ugh. [He rubbed his bruised knuckles, gritting his teeth.] If one of those fucking Snots built some kinda fuckin' invisibility cloak, I'mma kill 'em.

[He quietly rubbed his hand for a minute and then mumbled,] This virus fucking sucks.